How Did I Become an F1 Driver?

But after Qin Miao returned home, looking at the almost unchanged layout of the community and the unaltered arrangement at home, he curiously asked his mom, "Mom, weren’t you planning to do some kind of renovation when you got back? How come everything here looks like it hasn’t changed?"

Mom nodded and said, "Originally, I was planning to renovate all the buildings around here, but I was talked out of it. Doing such things might end up being thankless, people are unpredictable, and it would be bad if gratitude turned into resentment. The current amiable atmosphere is quite nice, and when I thought about it, it made a lot of sense.

So I’m not planning to change the house’s furnishings either. If you and Qimeng ever get tired of living here, you can buy a house in the provincial capital, and I’ll go there to help take care of the kids."

Qin Miao initially didn’t think there was anything wrong with what his mom said. For Qin Miao now, buying a house isn’t a burden he can’t handle.

Until his mom mentioned taking care of the kids, Qin Miao furrowed his brows.

Turning his gaze towards Qimeng who was sitting obediently on the sofa watching him, Qin Miao tentatively said, "You know, Mom, I’ve been feeling a bit puzzled lately, like something’s missing... It seems like it’s been a while since you urged me and Qimeng to have kids..."

After Qin Miao finished speaking, Qimeng said a bit helplessly to his mom, "See, Mom, I told you that with Qin Miao’s brain, he’d definitely figure it out."

Mom looked at Qin Miao, nodded, and said, "After racing for so long, your reaction speed and sensitivity to some things have indeed improved a lot."

Qin Miao shrugged helplessly, "In your eyes, am I just a useless racer? Besides competitions, F1 is mostly like a business alliance, and in such places, the most important thing is to always be vigilant and observant."

"Alright, alright, stop getting off track," Mom interrupted Qin Miao, "So, have you figured it out?"

Qin Miao scratched his head, feeling a bit odd inside, but still nodded, "I guess I have a rough idea."

Qimeng, a bit apprehensive, handed a pregnancy test stick to Qin Miao.

After taking a look at it, Qin Miao knew what those two lines meant even though it was his first time seeing it.

Despite having a rough guess in his mind, Qin Miao still felt a bit reluctant to face this outcome.

After all, strictly speaking, Qin Miao was only 21, and many of his peers were still in college, caught in the throes of love.

But now that Qin Miao suddenly found out he was going to be a dad, it’s understandable for him to have a hard time accepting it.

However, despite the complex emotions in Qin Miao’s heart, he was generally happy after hearing the news.

At the same time, a sense of responsibility seemed to weigh on Qin Miao, making him feel like he needed to prepare only the best for this unborn child.

Seeing Qin Miao holding the pregnancy test and standing in a daze for a long time, Qimeng explained, "Actually, I’ve been pregnant for almost three months now. We hit the mark on the first try. At first, there weren’t any symptoms, and by the time there were, I was too busy to check right away. When the symptoms got intense, you were in the middle of back-to-back races. To not affect your performance, Mom and I decided to keep it from you for a while."

Qin Miao, having somewhat recovered, asked after hearing Qimeng’s explanation, "But right after those back-to-back races, didn’t we have a two-week break? Why didn’t you tell me then?"

Qimeng stuck out her tongue, "The baby’s symptoms were very mild then, almost none. I was busy handing over business at the company, and I just forgot..."

Qin Miao: ???

"Huh? You could forget something like being pregnant?" Qin Miao said, eyes full of shock, but quickly he found an excuse for his wife, "Well, it is understandable, pregnancy does make you forgetful."

"Don’t worry, I won’t mind!"

Qimeng laughed helplessly.

Finding the excuse, Qin Miao immediately squatted in front of Qimeng, trying to listen to her flat stomach.

Qimeng gently patted Qin Miao’s head, "It’s not even developed yet, what could you possibly hear?"

Qin Miao chuckled, "I’m just curious!"

"Alright, alright, let’s eat first." Seeing the young couple affectionately teasing each other, Mom quickly interrupted their lovey-dovey moment.

Qin Miao hurriedly got up to support Qimeng.

After seeing this, Mom suddenly regretted letting this boy into the house.

"I’m not that fragile, you don’t need to be so nervous!"

...

After dinner, Qin Miao didn’t stay home to accompany his wife either.

Mainly because Qimeng was only three months pregnant at the time. After Qin Miao passed the initial phase of tension, he realized that Qimeng’s body wasn’t that fragile, and excessive concern at this time might add unnecessary psychological burden on her.